Chapter 327: Chapter 328: A Weak Mother-Daughter Relationship
Su Xiufeng usually got up at nine in the morning if there was nothing special planned, with Aunt Wu always by her side to serve her, and her daily routine followed suit.
Other servants also dared not disturb her before the designated ti.
The next day, Song Enzhi got up before five o’clock and drove alone back to the dicinal Garden.
Her actions did not raise any suspicion.
At this ti, dicinal Food Hall was already busy, so it was normal for her to get up with everyone else.
As for going to the dicinal Garden… if there was sothing to do, that was even more normal.
She also lived on the second floor of the small villa.
Su Xiufeng was on the first floor, so many servants saw her going back to the dicinal Garden, but nobody knew about her sneaking into Song Ting’s room.
After she entered, she locked the door from the inside, and following Song Ting’s instructions, she put so valuable items inside, mainly dical books, herbs, and dicines, into a secret room about one cubic ter in size.
According to Song Ting, she only took three-quarters of the money and jewelry, leaving a quarter of the cheaper items as a disguise.
After finishing these tasks and seeing that it was still early, she went back to her room to take so important items and hide them in the secret room as well.
Finally, she took so items for disguise and walked out, ready to leave.
Before coming here, she had felt guilty about her actions towards her mother.
While sorting out her father’s belongings, she realized that apart from his dical skills, her father owned pitifully little compared to what Su Xiufeng controlled, which not only dissolved her guilt but also made her feel that her father was particularly pitiful.
If possible, she would have liked to co and go quietly, but unfortunately, she was unable to do so.
Just as she was about to exit the villa’s main gate, Aunt Wu suddenly stopped her, “Miss Song Enzhi, the lady has a ssage for you, please wait a mont.”
“Okay.”
After Song Enzhi gently responded, an idea struck her, “Prepare five hundred dicinal Chickens and three thousand dicinal Chicken eggs for , I have a use for them.”
The dicinal Garden might eventually benefit soone else, so it didn’t seem excessive for her to take so items to the dicinal Food Hall for her and Song Enyu’s living expenses.
The Song Family often gave away dicinal Chickens and eggs as gifts, so Aunt Wu didn’t find this strange and hurriedly agreed, instructing soone to get them ready.
Song Enzhi calmly sat on the sofa waiting for Su Xiufeng.
She expected Su Xiufeng to be slow as usual, but she ca quickly.
This was already very unusual.
Even more unusual was that, upon entering, she condescendingly walked up to Song Enzhi’s suitcase, smilingly asking, “You’re just helping out at the dicinal Food Hall and it’s not far, so why did you even use a suitcase?”
Song Enzhi was calm but exceptionally sensitive.
She sensitively noticed the cold undertone in Su Xiufeng’s words, feeling utterly cold inside.
Her mother’s reaction sufficiently proved that her father’s suspicions were correct…
She forced herself to remain calm and gently said, “ng Chuyue, that sister of mine, asked to borrow so books, and I thought this suitcase was old too, so I planned to give her both the books and the suitcase together.”
“Really? Did you mix in our family’s dical books? Oh, let check instead.”
Without waiting for a reply, Su Xiufeng grabbed the suitcase, as if afraid of protest from Song Enzhi.
How could Song Enzhi protest?
Inside were so items that were important to her but worthless to others.
Sure, there were a few books, but not for lending to Zhao Xiaoxin—they were ones she personally liked.
She smiled and agreed, “Sure, what you said might really be possible, so please check carefully.”
“Of course. dical books are our family’s treasure. If one got lost, your dad would be heartbroken.”
Without any guilt, Su Xiufeng dumped the contents of Song Enzhi’s suitcase onto the living room sofa, and then, like a loving mother, started to pack them back into the suitcase one by one, giving the impression to anyone unaware that she was helping Song Enzhi pack.
Naturally, the suitcase lacked anything Su Xiufeng was reluctant to part with.
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